Chapter SixteenFor the best part of Tuesday, I’ve been moping around the house with no real clue of what to do. I’d sat down with the laptop for a while, trying to update my CV, but just looking at it made me want to pull my hair out so I gave up. Looking at the Job Centre website didn’t help any either.
I know I should do better, to get on track and start looking for a job as soon as possible, but somehow, everything still feels too raw, too painful. Part of me can’t believe that this has actually happened to me.
“Any luck?” Peter asks, when he sees that I’ve put the laptop away again.
“Meh.” I know I am being a complete bore, and terrible company, but I’m not ready to get out of my funk yet.
He’s being a pretty good sport, holding off on his move in order to spend time with me while
